Sarmad Al-timimi

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LUI me 27 February 2018

Did you also know that you were the disease

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When he was mine he was So healty and So happy, he left and he became So sick and So sad

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Mo Hamed 09 November 2018

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Duni A 09 November 2020

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Soesoe 20 June 2021

He replaced you with someone else.. her lips felt cold.. her embrace didn't keep him warm.. He remembered you.. How you coloured his world when he was with you..

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You would be proud 21 May 2022

I wish you could see me now, you would be so proud of me.. how I stopped listening to my mother..how I choose my life..how I earned my university bachelor in English as an excellent student..how I am successful at work and life..But all this means nothing to me..all I wished was a life with you..

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I just wish.. 19 May 2022

I should have never left.. I have regret this all my life..I just wish we were still together.. I just wished you gave me a chance when I came begging you.. I just wished you believed me when I kissed your hands and feet.. I just can't give up on you..

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Anonymous 16 May 2022

I apologise for still calling you anonymous.. it's just that I want to hear you breath..

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Does it matter 16 May 2022

How does it matter what path i choose ive know all along ive got nothing to lose

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Nothing to lose 16 May 2022

each memory still with me like mental tatoos yet the ink never dries..

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Now the new chum loaded his three-nought-three,
It's a small-bore gun, but his hopes were big.
"I am fed to the teeth with old ewe," said he,
"And I might be able to shoot a pig."
And he trusted more to his nose than ear
To give him warning when pigs were near.

Out of his lair in the lignum dark.
Where the wild duck nests and the bilbie digs,
With a whoof and a snort and a kind of bark
There rose the father of all the pigs:
And a tiger would have walked wide of him
As he stropped his tusks on a leaning limb.

Then the new chum's three-nought-three gave tongue
Like a popgun fired in an opera bouffe:
But a pig that was old when the world was young
Is near as possible bullet-proof.
(The more you shoot him the less he dies,
Unless you catch him between the eyes.)

So the new chum saw it was up to him
To become extinct if he stopped to shoot;
So he made a leap for a gidgee limb
While the tusker narrowly missed his boot.
Then he found a fork, where he swayed in air
As he gripped the boughs like a native bear.

The pig sat silent and gaunt and grim
To wait and wait till his foe should fall:

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